The Wolves Within
An old Grandfather, whose grandson came to him with anger at a
schoolmate who had done him an injustice, said, "Let me tell you a
story. I too, at times, have felt a great hate for those that have
taken so much,
with no sorrow for what they do. But hate wears you down, and does
not hurt your enemy. It is like taking poison and wishing your enemy
would die. I have struggled with these feelings many times."
He continued, "It is as if there are two wolves inside me; one is
good and does no harm. He lives in harmony with all around him and
does not take offense when no offense was intended. He will only
fight when
it is right to do so, and in the right way."
"But the other wolf, ah! He is full of anger. The littlest thing
will set him into a fit of temper. He fights everyone, all the time,
for no reason. He cannot think because his anger and hate are so
great. It is hard to live with these two wolves inside me, for both
of them try to dominate my spirit."
The boy looked intently into his Grandfather's eyes and asked,
"Which one wins, Grandfather?"
The Grandfather solemnly said, "The one I feed."
- Author Unknown
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